As you look at me with stubborn bravery
with the sweet pleasure that cry,
diluting it in pleasure play
your way in the future of Love.
Effigy of dim light and bitter
that you illuminate in the past,
and diffused lights in the light that overwhelms
the truth of what you loved.
My soul, cruel and foolish negligence:
darker side of destiny,
again for me, which prey envy.
As the old gentleman got
sinister wisdom: perfidy
because the soul sprouted and got ...